Friendship Is A Simple Thing, And Yet

I Didn't Know It Was Possible To Be Successful As A Writer, So I Wasn't Afraid To Fail.

One Day I Was Living Silently In A Personal Hell, Without Anyone To Tell What I Felt, Without Even Knowing That The Feelings I Had Were Possible To Have; And Then One Day I Was Not Living Like That At All. I Had Begun To See The Past Like This: There Is A Line; You Can Draw It Yourself, Or Sometimes It Gets Drawn For You; Either Way, There It Is, Your Past, A Collection Of People You Used To Be And Things You Used To Do. Your Past Is The Person You No Longer Are, The Situations You Are No Longer In.

I Come From A Little Island With The Caribbean Sea On One Side And The Atlantic Ocean On The Other. I Come From, Really, Nowhere, And For Me, The Fiction And The Nonfiction, Creative Or Otherwise, All Come From The Same Place.

I Would Never Never Read A Work Of Fiction And Want To Know About The Person's Life.

I Don't Really Do Anything That Isn't About Writing, And I Don't Really Know Who I Am If I'm Not Thinking About Writing.